Paula stood at the side and watched as Andy made her pancakes. The aroma took over the kitchen and her stomach rummaged loudly. She placed her hands over her stomach and smiled apologetically.
''Is it alright for you to do all this for me? I feel so apologetic''
''You are our esteemed guest. I have to do this much so that you wouldn't give us a bad review on your return'' Andy said as he fetched the paste into the frying pan. He had a black apron on and had rolled his sleeves up.
''I wouldn't give you a bad review just because of that, but, it's good to see that you are doing this for your guest. Would you have done this for any other guest too?''
''No!!'' he said flatly and turned to look at her, ''I am only doing this because it is you''
Paula blushed and her heartbeat quickened. She looked away and pursed her lips. Andy smiled when he saw how her cheeks had turned crimson.
